by reshma
we both were children,
in the arms of cupid,
our toys were cupid's arrows,
and our playmates ,cupids love.
our youth we spend in
the carnival of love,
we were adorned with red roses,
and crowned with loving hearts.
the spring time of our life passed.
but cupid carried us,
in his mild hands,
mindless we got carried away.
time,the mirror of life,
sung in our minds,
the aria of reality,
spiltting us from sensuality to serenity
in the arms of cupid,
our toys were cupid's arrows,
and our playmates ,cupids love.
our youth we spend in
the carnival of love,
we were adorned with red roses,
and crowned with loving hearts.
the spring time of our life passed.
but cupid carried us,
in his mild hands,
mindless we got carried away.
time,the mirror of life,
sung in our minds,
the aria of reality,
spiltting us from sensuality to serenity
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